The small gate, under the sycamore tree.
"I'm so hungry." Wang Yuhe stood under the tree, her long legs gracefully upright, "Yunyun, when is he coming?"
Chen Yunyun felt a bit awkward, her delicate face showing a blush. The snow-white scarf around her neck added a touch of warmth to the cold winter day.
"He should be here soon."
"It's already recess time, why did he ask us to come here?" Wang Yuhe was clearly a bit desperately hungry, "We can't open the gate anyway."
Chen Yunyun actually didn't know what Jiang Nian wanted, but since Jiang Nian sent a message like this, she chose to believe it first.
"Maybe...."
Wang Yuhe whined, "The uncle at the small gate is too stubborn, he doesn't budge at all. Even if Jiang Nian comes, he won't be able to open it either."
Hearing this, Chen Yunyun nodded.
"Indeed, often students argue with the uncle because they are a few minutes late. But maybe he has something to say."
